Volume 9 Chapter 61 Slaughter in the Hail (Part 5)

Unlike the three first in the deadlock, Venerable Mianhua and Elder Shou were experts at internal styles because the former specialised in it, and the latter was too old to be trading with younger pugilists. Fighting the way Yu Feiyuan, Lie Shang and Young Master Ling did was impossible for them.

Although Venerable Mianhua and Elder Shou didn’t create abrupt, drastic changes in speed, the more internal energy they added, the more the other three had resist. As such, the gushing true qi grew easier and easier to stabilise.

To put it into perspective, the trio were filling up a pool with water, and said pool had a limit that would inexorably be exceeded. Venerable Mianhua, focusing on stability, and Elder Shou, focusing on balance, spawned a vortex in the pool of still water.

Huofeng and company could feel their feet sliding toward the centre of the vortex, let alone Zha Pi. Xiao Huangquan grabbed Zha Pi and face palmed himself: “I knew it. Now that those two have crashed the party, no living organism not eager to test their mortality would try approaching.”

“What shall we do, Elder?” queried Huofeng.

“Mm… Don’t fret yet. Despite the force of the tornado, it’s stationary. That’s not a ticket for you to carelessly move, though. None of them has what it takes to control the ball of energy at this point. If we poke it thoughtlessly, thus moving it, then we can only say our prayers.”

Su Xiao swiped his nose upon feeling a tickle: “I think it’s raining.”

“Oh… no…”

The amicable sky suddenly grumbled and poured down as though it wanted to sink the island - though it was unable to invade the pool of energy revolving at breakneck speed.

“The worst has come! The worst has come!” exclaimed Xiao Huangquan.

The five in the deadlock were too focused to know or care for any rain.

The tornado didn’t discriminate against them - or anyone else.

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On the east end of Dragonroot Island, Jia Tiankui, Nine Heavens’ Solo Challenger, released his coarse hands on an escort he slept: “Escort? Keeping track of our